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i see the people i call "friends" doing things without me. who am i kidding? my heart is broken every time.

they tell me they love me. yet where is the evidence for that?

they tell me they'll always be there for me. they never are.

they tell me they want to hang out sometime. it never happens.

they tell me im their friend. who am i kidding?

they
couldnt
care
less

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